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Apple Talk / Re: Open Bar: Drinks are on the Supreme Court
« on: Today at 03:41:07 am »
Hell yeah nullified! Go chase Your Destiny and be all you can!

Apple Talk / Re: The Precipice
« on: Today at 01:00:16 am »
The bus routes were second nature to Melvin. He had ridden them for years. He intuitively knew when the bus was approaching the stop nearest his house and opened his eyes. While they were riding Melvin had noticed that Niliel emitted a fragrance like incense or something. It was a not unpleasantly sweet smell, but Melvin could not identify what it was exactly. He reached up and pulled the cord to signal the bus to stop.

When it came to a hissing halt they both disembarked from the bus. The bus stop was about a 2 mile and a half walk from Melvin's  apartment building if he took the route that went around the bad neighborhoods. Various gangs claimed territory there and even the cops were wary and reluctant about patrolling.

Melvin was eager to get home and have something to eat however. It was early on a Sunday morning. Melvin figured most of the gang bangers wouldn't even be awake yet and decided to take a chance and cut across the ghetto to get home faster. He was almost shaky with hunger at this point.

To take his mind off the twisting knot in his empty belly as they walked along through the detritus strewn alleys and streets, and out of curiosity, Melvin asked Niliel, "So you said you were a kind of angel called a seraph right? And that means that you can't lie to me? Are there other kinds of angels? What do angels really do all day anyway?"

Niliel continued walking casually behind him apparently looking around at the graffiti on the walls and in a matter of fact tone said, "Yes I'm a seraph. We are the highest choir of angels and we resonate with God's Truth, the actual truth of reality as it is. To be clear it's not that I can't lie to you, it's that I won't lie to you. Lies are an abomination, misplayed notes on broken instruments in God's Symphony. We seraphim can hear that extremely unpleasant Discord and can very often see through to what the truth of reality actually is. I would appreciate it if you do not lie around me. For some reason God has given you humans the ability to invent and accept falsehoods of your own devising, but I don't want to hear it if you please."

"As for other types of angels there are many, each with their own form of Attunement to reality and their own Duty before their Superiors and before God. You may for example have heard of the cherubim. They are guardians and caregivers. They resonate to caring in fact, to a fault sometimes in my opinion. They also can make excellent trackers as they always know the location and condition of the subject of their care be it a certain human, an object, or a place. Their caring nature compels them to act if their subject is in the slightest danger. Sometimes this results in them taking rather drastic actions or making what I would call rash decisions."

As Melvin was listening to Niliel talk he quickened his pace. He noted by the tags on the walls that this was Lashers territory.  The Lashers were a relatively new gang, but in a few short years they had earned a reputation for over-the-top violence and ruthlessness. They had the market cornered on a new synthetic drug, a red powder known on the streets as whip. Whip was said to give you an incredible high and was profoundly addictive. Melvin wanted nothing to do with it, the Lashers had been taking over more and more territory lately. Melvin had a terrible premonition that they had taken a wrong turn somewhere.

"And then there are the ophanim." Niliel continued "They are also sometimes known as the wheels. They are principles of motion and action. They are always busy doing something or another. They have a talent for moving at high speeds and navigating unfamiliar terrain. They are often used as messengers. A lot of times they serve as vehicles of a sort. The wheels of fire that the prophet Ezekiel saw where in fact ophanim in their supernal form."

"What about demons? " Melvin asked "Are there different kinds of demons too?"

"Yeah what about demons?", a harsh and gravelly voice called out loudly.

Out of a side doorway in front of them a little ways down the alley that they were in 4 men of varying ethnicities wearing all black and the red hoods of the Lashers gang filed out blocking their path. One of them was much taller than the rest and sported a red armband on his upper left arm in addition to his hood.

Melvin looked behind him thinking that he might run, but two more Lashers stood in the entrance to the alleyway. One of them appeared to be armed with a submachine gun. Niliel and Melvin were surrounded.

Apple Talk / Re: The Precipice
« on: Yesterday at 04:32:28 am »
This is good stuff.  Top notch.

Keep going as it comes to you.

I will man thanks! It's really slow going though. It took me like 5 hours to write that second bit just using my phone. Totally worth it!

Apple Talk / Re: The Precipice
« on: Yesterday at 03:57:05 am »
:eek: I'm in!

Glad to have you aboard! Not really sure where I'm going with this yet, but I'm going to get to the end of it. Hope you enjoy!

Yeah, good premise.

It came to me while I was trying to sleep. At first I was tempted to just ignore it, but the thought was very persistent and despite myself I began to run the scene in my head. Eventually realized that I would probably regret it if I didn't start writing it out. I promised myself that as long as the Muse stays with me on this one I'm going to see it to the end.

I can see this going places. "Cheesy afternoon black comedy sitcom" kinda places. And damn, now I wanna finish writing my own parable. Friggin productive bastard, making me want to actually do shit and shit.  :argh!:

 :lulz: :lulz: Well I hope this does in fact provoke you to do your thing! I'm going to have a lot of free time on my hands for a little while, so I expect to be able to keep on going with this.

Apple Talk / Re: The Precipice
« on: Yesterday at 03:48:29 am »
Melvin slowly became aware of light in front of his closed eyes as he regained consciousness. His body felt stiff and was still situated up right. He could feel the rough bark of the tree on his back. He didn't want to move or open his eyes in case whatever that thing was he had met last night was still there.

Melvin stayed perfectly still for several minutes. His stomach sank when he heard that same melodic voice say, "I know you're awake and faking unconsciousness. You'll find that I'm extremely difficult to deceive. You might as well get up and face the music. It really is a beautiful morning."

Melvin slowly opened his eyes and saw Niliel standing exactly where he stood when Melvin had passed out, as though he had just stood there for hours. The sun was about half risen behind him. The golden sunlight seemed to dance on Niliel's white attire. The waking city behind him was also bathed in golden light. The sun was bright but still low enough that you could look at it without hurting your eyes. Overall it really was a beautiful image, but Melvin was far from enthused.

Melvin slowly stood up keeping his eyes fixed on Niliel. He groggily said, "Great. So I'm still hallucinating. You can't be real. I just can't believe it. Guess I'm schizophrenic in addition to my other problems. That's just awesome... "

The angel smiled and said, "Well if seeing isn't believing perhaps feeling will be."

Niliel took a few steps towards him until he was within his lengthy arm's reach, and poked him in the shoulder with one of his long, slender fingers. Melvin felt the poke and his shoulder moved backwards slightly. It sure did feel real to Melvin. He began to entertain the idea that maybe, just maybe, this wasn't all a hallucination. He didn't like the implications of that at all.

"Look if you're not going to throw yourself off of the cliff right this moment perhaps we should start the climb down." The angel locked eyes with Melvin and grinned with a set of perfect, brilliantly white teeth.

Melvin tried defiantly to keep the gaze, but after a few tense moments looked away. He was hungry, ravenous in fact. The climb down would be long and slow going, especially without one of his shoes.

He shrugged and turned around. Slowly, and watching closely where he put his feet, Melvin began to walk along the thin path that would lead him to the hiking trail. Fortunately the ground was dry. He could hear the angel's footfalls behind him and glanced backwards several times just to be sure of what he was seeing. Niliel was walking casually behind him with his hands in the pockets of his rather expensive looking pants. He had a smile on his face, and he looked as though he was truly enjoying himself.

As crazy as it seemed Melvin decided to commit himself to the idea that this "Niliel" thing was real. Worst case scenario he was playing along with a trick of his own mind. This didn't seem like such a bad thing to him. He had just been about to kill himself. At least now he had something interesting to occupy his mind. Melvin's curiosity got the better of him, and he decided to see where this thing goes.

Continuing to pick his way along the path Melvin said, "So you're an angel right? A, what was it, a Seraph? So I'm guessing there's a Heaven right?"

"That is correct. There is in fact a Heaven, though your literature does not do a very good job of describing it."

"Is there a Hell?"

"Oh yes. It was originally created to contain Lucifer and his fallen angels, but a fair number of human souls find their way there. Some few of them go there by choice by consciously and willfully rejecting Heaven for whatever reason. Mostly souls don't realize they're Hellbound until after the fact of their death. Some people live lives of so much hatred and despair that it drags them into hell when they die. Occasionally because of some mishap in processing a soul will find itself in Hell on accident. My department does its best to prevent this, but our resources have been stretched quite thin since Lucifer was banished and took a third of the staff with him. We can sometimes negotiate for a trade in these cases, but few souls in Heaven are willing to give it up to trade places with somebody that they don't know. Selflessness is a rare commodity, even in Heaven."

Melvin continued carefully along the path while trying to process all of this. They continued on in silence for a while and eventually reached the main hiking trail.

Picking his way along the steep slope downwards Melvin asked, "So is that it? All you get is Heaven or Hell? Aren't there any other options?"

"A fair majority of souls are in fact slated for reincarnation during processing. You could think of it as a continuous cycle occasionally producing souls that have achieved their Destiny, and so enter Heaven, or met their Fate, and so are bound to Hell. A soul from Heaven will occasionally reincarnate to help out on Earth. To my knowledge Lucifer has never let a soul leave Hell and reincarnate. I suspect he knows that there's a very good chance he will never get them back. Some souls occasionally enter into various afterworlds out in the dream realms. Usually these are the worshippers of various Pantheons. Valhalla would be an example. My department has had a friendly rivalry with the Valkyries for centuries, though very few believe strongly enough to enter into Valhalla these days."

 Melvin considered this for a moment while continuing to walk down the trail. Eventually he asked, "Wait, so what did you mean by fate and destiny? Aren't those just two words for the same thing?"

"Without getting into semantics what is meant by Destiny is the highest state of potential that a soul can achieve in life. What is meant by Fate is the lowest state of potential that a soul can sink to. That's the best answer that I can give you because only the Destinies Department really knows the specifics of a person's potential in life, and they keep very quiet about it."

"I see," said Melvin, but he really did not see it all. He was in fact entirely befuddled by all of this information and needed some time to process. Melvin decided it would be best to just continue walking in silence for a while. Part of him hoped that this "angel" would get bored and bugger off. Melvin had no such luck however. Niliel continued to walk a few paces behind him, smiling and looking around at the trees and rocks like he was a tourist or something, all the way down to the bus stop at the bottom of the bluff.

They both waited there in what was for Melvin a tense silence. When the bus finally came Melvin climbed aboard and showed the driver his bus pass. Niliel climbed aboard after him. The bus driver didn't appear to notice. Melvin put that down as possible evidence that this was a hallucination after all, but after Melvin had gone to the back of the bus and sat down Niliel sat down directly next to him, apparently Angels did not really understand personal space. As the bus pulled away from the stop Melvin could feel himself jostling against Niliel when it bumped and bounced on its way.

"So where is it that we are headed?" Niliel asked in an almost excited voice as he looked around at the people and the advertisements on the wall of the bus.

"I am going home. There's none of this "we" stuff. If you insist on following me around clearly there's not much that I can do about it, but don't think I'm all about hanging out with an "angel" that apparently nobody can see but me. I think I still have questions for you, but for now can we just lay off? I need some time to wrap my head around all of this."

Niliel simply nodded, and the bus simply continued on its way like nothing unusual was happening. Melvin leaned back against his seat and closed his eyes. He could still feel Niliel jostling against him ever so slightly as the bus bumped up and down. He was way too wired up to actually nap, but he kept his eyes closed and pretended for a while that none of this was happening all the way home.

Apple Talk / The Precipice
« on: July 18, 2019, 12:04:45 pm »
Melvin Melville felt the Cool Breeze on his face as he stood with his toes at the edge of the highest cliff on Sugarsweet Bluff. It was about 3 in the morning and he saw the lights of the city he had grown to hate splayed out in front of his vision. He had decided it was time to die, and so had made the climb up the well-known hiking trails and passed the sign that said, "Warning Keep Out" that never had been very effective at keeping people from seeking the highest point on the bluff to take in the amazing view, or make out, or whatever it was normal people did there.

Melvin had chosen this as the place where he would die. The bluff face was over 50 stories high, and there was nothing but hard rock at the bottom. Melvin had thought very hard about how he would take his own life. He couldn't afford a gun. Hanging seemed like it would be terribly painful if you didn't do it right, and Melvin knew for a fact he was a fuck-up. So he had decided to find a place to jump that would ensure a swift death.

Melvin didn't really want to hurt himself, he had had enough of that in life, he just wanted out. He had wanted out for years now. Still he found himself standing there at the edge. Part of him was still nervous about actually jumping. Melvin still had questions about what happens when you die. He had seen enough things in his life to question whether the atheists were correct about Oblivion. He hoped that that was what would happen, but he didn't know for sure. Melvin decided to pray, to What he didn't know. Part of him felt like he was just stalling things.

"Uh, God? If You are You then You know who I am so I'll skip the introduction. This world you allegedly made is a real piece of work, You know that? All we do is suffer and die, and all the while You hide Yourself from us, if You're really there at all. Maybe I'm just a coward, but so are You! Everything about this world is meaningless, and it's full of horrible things and people that just increase the suffering! What the hell were You thinking!? If You really gave half a shit You'd send a sign of some sort, but You don't. You can't be arsed to! Whatever it is You're doing up there while we suffer and die better be pretty damn important!! You know what? I'm sick of this world, and I'm sick of You too if You're even real!! You got about 5 seconds to show me something or I'm out of here..."

This was it. The moment Melvin has been waiting for. He looked down for a moment and felt incredibly dizzy. Melvin looked up and closed his eyes. All he had to do was lean over and it would be done. Melvin felt his heart pounding and his knees shaking. He gathered up all his meager strength of will and...

"You know there's nothing we can actually do to stop you."

Melvin's eyes snapped open at the sound of a soothingly melodic voice coming from in front of him. There was a thin and perfectly chiseled face but inches from his own. A pair of bright, wide, and slightly slanted lavender eyes were looking directly into his own. Melvin screamed, startled beyond comprehension, and pitched over backwards on to the hard rock behind him.

Two things immediately registered themselves in his mind as soon as the pain from hitting the ground had cleared up enough for him to sit up. His legs were dangling over the edge, and Melvin noticed that he had lost a shoe. He also realized that the thin, and well-dressed in white, figure of a man standing in front of him was  standing on thin air. Melvin screamed again just for good measure, and scrambled backwards from the edge until his back came up against a nearby tree. He was hyperventilating.

"Do not be afraid" the figure in front of him said with a momentary smirk. "Perhaps it would help if I stood over here?"

The apparition casually took a few steps forward and was now standing with his feet on the ground. Melvin couldn't help but notice that he was extremely tall in addition to being whip thin. It wasn't helping him calm down at all.

Between heaving breaths Melvin managed to get out, "Who.. the.. Who the hell are you?"

There was a look of momentary annoyance on the man's face, but after it passed he said, "I am Niliel, seraph in service to Azrael the Archangel of death, and I have come to talk you down as it were."

"What the ever-living fuck is a seraph?", gasped Melvin, his breathing slowing down ever so slightly.

"I'll thank you to watch your language please. To answer your question the seraphim are a choir of angels that resonate to the Truth. I am under no obligation to actually tell you the truth, but I will never lie.", the angel said.

Melvin's hand had landed on a stone about fist-sized. "Fuck you! You're not real!," he shouted and hurled the rock straight at the angel's face. Melvin had played baseball as a child and was actually rather good at throwing things. The rock flew true and smacked the angel right in the kisser. It soundlessly bounced off of the angel's face and out over the precipice. Niliel didn't even flinch. It was as if Melvin had thrown the stone at a statue. A few awkward seconds later the sound of the stone hitting the ground far below the bluff could be heard.

"Come now, there's no reason to make a fool of yourself Melvin. I mostly deal with the already departed, Souls that have departed suddenly and usually in very large numbers. You wouldn't believe what a fuss they make sometimes. I'm on something of a working sabbatical these days, lending myself to odd jobs here and there. My orders in your case are to provide answers to your questions,  and to ensure that you fully comprehend the consequences before you commit to suicide."

"Oh is that all?", Melvin said just before he passed out on the cold hard ground.

Apple Talk / Re: Open Bar: Drinks are on the Supreme Court
« on: July 18, 2019, 02:19:17 am »
Mountain lions are just overgrown cats. Swat them on the nose and tell them "no" in a stern voice. If they push it, get the water spray.

 :lulz: :lulz:

High Weirdness / Re: ITT The Ether Theory is alive and well
« on: July 18, 2019, 02:18:11 am »

I read this Wiki entirely and followed many of the links when I didn't understand something. There is a lot that I still don't understand, but if I understand what I could grasp correctly Lorentz postulated in Aether that does not move at all, thus explaining why the michelson-morley experiment was a Negative. There is room in special relativity for The Ether, but you have to strip it of all physical properties (including immobility ) and even observability. Thus the Aether becomes a difference that makes no difference mathematically and it can be discarded. So The Ether Theory was marginalized and eventually discarded.

I must admit that all of the math in this is way over my head. In order to speak to the veracity of any of this stuff I would need an education for like 10 years in mathematics and particle physics, that's just to begin to speak the lingo. Fortunately I'm not here to be all mathematical. I'm doing this to investigate the theory and those who still hold to it. It seems to make sense when you put it in terms of Simply being "the medium that light travels through as a wave", but there's been a lot of mathematical and even philosophical jousting over whether or not light needs a medium.

I'm rather enjoying the challenge of understanding these Concepts. The subject matter is a bit dry, but definitely a tasty morsel to chew on. I get the vision that there was sort of a knife fight going on between physicists, but instead of knives they're throwing mathematical equations at each other.

High Weirdness / Re: ITT Mandela Effect fuckery biblical or otherwise
« on: July 15, 2019, 08:16:35 am »

Stumbled across this one and thought it was rather interesting. Apparently this particular Mandela effect where in Billy Graham died way, way before 2018 is extremely prevalent. Maybe more than Mandela's death. Personally I can't speak to this one. Until I started researching I didn't even know Billy Graham was dead.

I’ve actually argued with a friend because she was 100% certain that Billy Graham had died.  She, too, remembered the funeral on TV.  It took Wikipedia to prove that we both had odd, completely identical memories… that never happened.

Clearly all these people must just be victims of false memory and suggestion.
 :lulz: :lulz:   ...   :lulz:

High Weirdness / Re: ITT The Ether Theory is alive and well
« on: July 15, 2019, 07:43:55 am »

I will happily confess that most of this is entirely over my head for the time being. It's kind of hard to watch because the voice is so monotonous, but I got through it by imagining that an insane robot was instructing me on particle physics. I watched the whole thing and as far as I can tell this is how physicists Mad Dog each other. Something something Rene Descarte was right about the whirlpools. Something something there is no dark matter. Something something Maxwell was wrong entirely. Something something there is no relativity.

I may be out in the deep end and in way, way over my head, But. I. Love. It! I must just have a kink for Heresy.

High Weirdness / Re: ITT The Ether Theory is alive and well
« on: July 15, 2019, 06:32:42 am »
(Psst. Your second link points to the same video as the first link.)

I watched some of it, but couldn't last to the end.  That rambling, meandering style of exposition gives me a headache.

Are there a substantial number of etherites / etherologists, or is it just a few solitary nutballs?

Copypasta failure  :sad:

The above link is the one that I intended.

I suspect that there's probably a fairly loose affiliation among the proponents of Ether Theory, but the truth is I have no idea. A piece at a time I intend to dig into some of the specifics on who's who and what's what within their community.

I suspect to find that there's a fair number of them, but I don't expect at they're very tightly organized. If I find out that they do conventions at some point I'd like to attend one Just to satisfy my own personal curiosity.

From time to time I will wax bombastic in this thread, but it's just an act intended to amuse.

I do however wholeheartedly believe that shit talking and ad hominem "refutation" are at least as important to the scientific method as repetition. So as to ensure that the Science is done properly I will occasionally rail against the "consensus" and call it out as the Rusty Bucket of leprechaun jism that it is.

High Weirdness / Re: ITT The Ether Theory is alive and well
« on: July 15, 2019, 03:51:16 am »

Another brief and to-the-point video detailing some of Aether theorie's agust history, a quick refutation of the michelson-morley experiment, and a rather fascinating quote from Einstein at the end. The video lacks a certain bombast, but you can't have everything.

There will be a lot of YouTube videos that I share here, but I intend to go over articles and, when I can afford to, get some (gasp) actual books on the subject to quote from.

edited to fix the link problem pointed out by chaotic neutral Observer

High Weirdness / ITT The Ether Theory is alive and well
« on: July 15, 2019, 03:27:37 am »

Man I love me some Ether Theory! Even more I love Etherites and other Rogue scientists. I have decided to share this love here on PD. The video above is what inspired me to start this thread. It's typical of Ether Theory proponents. There's much technical jargon mashed in with ad hominem attacks, Wild assertions, and weird high nerdiness. What's not to love?

Slowly over time I will continue to add pieces to this thread as I learn things in my quest to understand better what Ether Theory is and how it could possibly work. My current limited understanding is that in essence the theory is that there is no such thing as nothing. The Aether is a pervasive energy from which all manifestations are created. It is a universal Essence in which all forms of matter and energy might be said to swim in a sense. I could of course be a bit wrong in this as my understanding of the theory is nascent, but I intend to grow it and share my new-found understanding here as I do.

Its proponents often have a bit of a persecution complex, a certain worshipfulness of Tesla and other scientists of his day, and a tendency to shoot from the hip scientifically. I fucking love them!

In this particular video the gentleman scientist has a particular bone to pick with the use of the word quantum. Man does he go off. He claims that a great many of our standing theories are in fact descriptions of The Ether By Any Other Name. Dark matter, quantum entanglement, the way light speed can speed up or slow down depending on the medium, all these are things that he gets a little bit of a chew on. This means that in order to understand ether Theory and his position I will also have to study these other theories and some depth as well. I look forward to this new project and invite you all along for the ride.

I will of course have NONE of your coward-science arguments against The Ether. The current consensus Paradigm is both pernicious and ill-informed! There's nothing that I can do to prevent you from embarrassing yourselves with your mewling, disingenuous "proofs" that The Ether does not exist. The Aether is the very grass in the backyard of God! ITT I will share everything I learn about this miraculous force of nature, and its many ingenious proponents. I hope you enjoy the ride! I know I will.


Bring and Brag / Re: P3nT's Shoops
« on: July 15, 2019, 03:01:15 am »
I just want to say again that I love your work man and I hope that you continue to share it here. Every time I see this red bump up I get a little excited!

Literate Chaotic / Re: Five word horror
« on: July 13, 2019, 10:47:37 pm »
Sunnyside Mortuary and Sausage Hut.

I'm a happy customer there!

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